My Little Farm Girl Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
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“For women like Marion that’s not enough; besides, that’s not what I meant. She’s jealous of us.” I let it hang in the air, watching her closely for her reaction to my bold statement.

“But why? I don’t understand.” I saw the flash in her eyes, even as she told herself that I couldn’t mean what she thought I did.

I knew her so well already it was uncanny. Poor little Kitten, she wore her heart on her sleeve and her every emotion on her face.

“Because she knows I want you…and I no longer want her.”

She grew quiet for a bit, worrying her lip with her teeth, as she seemed to be pondering her next words carefully.

“She said you were…lovers, is that true?” Her voice had gone soft and uncertain and she withdrew her hands from mine. Fuck that!

“Look at me kitten.” She picked her head up right away and I reached for her hand. Rubbing my fingers slowly over hers I looked into her eyes. I had no intentions on lying to her ever and especially not about this, about us.

“Yes, we were, but that was a long time ago, and was over before you showed up here.” I saw the hurt in her eyes and wondered at the innocence of youth. She tried to pull her hand away from mine again but I held on tighter.

“It was a long time ago baby.” Well not that long in actual days, more like a few months, but in the sense that she was out of my system it could’ve been eons.

One look at my Kitten and I couldn’t even remember Marion or the others that came before her. But her reaction had served a purpose and now I know. Looks like I might be able to skip some of those steps I’d planned in my head.

“May I be excused please?”

“No.” Her head shot up and I saw fire in her for the first time. She was pissed that I’d fucked Marion, but didn’t know how to show it or what to say. I wanted to explore that, make her own her feelings, and maybe by doing so, get her to admit to some of her own where I was concerned.

She didn’t move an inch after my refusal, just fumed for a few minutes and my cock leaked pre-cum into my silk boxers.

Did she have any idea how much of a turn-on her capitulation to me was? I doubt it, that’s what made it so damn perfect; she was a natural. Thank fuck it was I who had picked her up from that train, fresh off the farm so to speak.

I know some who would exploit her, take her for granted and even hurt her. In my hands she would know only love and desire; how fucking awesome was it that I’d found her?

“I had a life before I met you Kitten, that can’t be erased, you can’t hold what I did before we met against me. I’m sorry that this hurts you, but there’s nothing in me for her any longer and never have been, we were just…” how do I explain to someone as innocent as her that Marion and I just scratched an itch? “ We were just spending time together but there was nothing serious about it.”

“I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” She was jealous and trying hard not to show it. She was also more than a little pissed. I’m sure it wasn’t because of the way she’d been treated at the other woman’s hands. I was pretty sure she would have this reaction no matter who it was. I squeezed her hand, leaving the rest for later.

“Finish your dinner love.” She pouted but did as she was told, taking small bites of her food with one hand the best she could since I still had hold of the other.

When we were through I had her help me clean up the kitchen, taking every opportunity to touch her. Innocent touches of course, just enough to get her use to me. I invaded her space at every turn until the soft flush to her skin told me I was getting to her. “Let’s go into the study it’s too early for bed.”

Once in the study I pulled her over to the big stuffed chair to sit on my lap instead of taking the couch. It was a bold move yes, but I couldn’t resist. I needed her near at all times it seemed; needed to be touching her in some way.

She was a bit stiff at first, which was to be expected, but I sat in such a way that she couldn’t feel the evidence of my semi hard cock.

I placed my hands loosely around her middle in a way that she had no choice but to lean into me otherwise she would be in an odd position.


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